Dust Collectors

She read widely about minimalism and how joy-filled a home with little.

She loved blue and white porcelain so, but it sat in her house behind glass.

Something changed as she listened to doom metal – an understanding.

Something had to be done with the porcelain that irked her so.

She lined the porcelain teapots, cups, and saucers in front of the speakers.

She took a breath, blasted the porcelain with doom metal and watched them dance.

Beloved porcelain is no more, but oh, how entertaining it was.

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I spin words from a different space • music, the sea, and nature makes my words spin • ex-lawyer • I love turning ideas on their head •

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